Petrify
She's got a smile on her face
As she
Talks through troubled history
Never had an easy road
Her eyes made it plain to me
Savin' walks for rainy days
Bringin' light to my shade
I felt more than she did for me
She keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like home
Keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like
Stayin' up to the sun
We fooled everyone
But you could see it in my face
One last night to share
Kill off this affair
Well all good things must come to an end
She went away
She met him
I moved on
Keep workin'
But my memory
Will never be replaced
She keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like home
Keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like
As she
Talks through troubled history
Never had an easy road
Her eyes made it plain to me
Savin' walks for rainy days
Bringin' light to my shade
I felt more than she did for me
She keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like home
Keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like
Stayin' up to the sun
We fooled everyone
But you could see it in my face
One last night to share
Kill off this affair
Well all good things must come to an end
She went away
She met him
I moved on
Keep workin'
But my memory
Will never be replaced
She keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like home
Keeps her head held high
And her wits by her side
The way she smells could petrify I
Hear about her life when we're all alone
And now to me her lips feel like
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Chinchar, Jonathan Wolle
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